It has been very wet here in New England. I was told this weekend will be the 13th in a row that it has rained. It was nice today, however, so I took a short hike with a friend, her daughter, and her daughter’s daughter. I loved walking and talking and listening to everything the 2 1/2 year old had to say. Her mom would point out everything along the way and used it all as teachable moments. We walked along the river that was running high and fast from all the rain. Evidently at one spot there was typically a beach that was uncovered for people to get close to and play in the water. Today it was covered over. The young mom talked with her daughter about how dangerous it is to go near water without an adult. She talked with her about birds and butterflies and mosquitos and plants and trees. The little girl soaked it all in and repeated most of what she heard. Later, my friend recalled that I met her daughter when she was not too much older than her granddaughter. And now she was the mom. That was hard to believe. I did love seeing the interaction between them. It was such a fun time.

I Found God today in a toddler, her mom and grandma.